#glenn rhee reacts

[vilentia]

How The Walking Dead men would react....

...if another guy would hit on their girlfriend.

Daryl Dixon Daryl would react with a mixture of protectiveness and subtle jealousy. He may clench his jaw and narrow his eyes, silently assessing the situation. Daryl would make his presence known, moving closer to you and subtly positioning himself between you and the other guy. While he may not openly confront the guy, his body language would convey a clear message that you are taken and off-limits.

Rick Grimes Rick would initially keep his composure and observe the situation closely. He would likely wear a stern expression and evaluate the intentions of the other guy. Rick's protective instincts would kick in, and he would calmly approach you, placing a reassuring hand on your shoulder or waist. With a firm but controlled tone, he would assert his presence and remind the other guy that you are already in a committed relationship.

Negan Smith Negan would react with a mix of amusement and possessiveness. He would wear a sly grin, enjoying the attention you are receiving, but also feeling territorial. Negan would use his charismatic charm to address the situation, employing a blend of humor and intimidation to put the other guy in his place. While his response may be laced with profanity and dark humor, he would make it clear that you are under his protection and flirting with you would have consequences.

Glenn Rhee Glenn would likely display a combination of concern and quiet determination. He would furrow his brows and discreetly observe the situation, assessing the intentions of the other guy. Glenn would swiftly make his way to your side, holding your hand or subtly wrapping an arm around you. With a calm but assertive demeanor, he would politely address the other guy and make it known that you are already committed. His focus would be on ensuring your comfort and reaffirming your bond.

[unknown1relic]

Glenn Rhee X reader Smut

Got bored - needed more smuts of Glenn 🧍🏻‍♀️

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I slowly sneak my way up to the watch tower, hoping you're not making too much noise. Its Glenn's turn to watch over everyone tonight and I thought it would be funny to scare him a bit. As I make your way up I peak your head up enough to notice he's facing away from me.

I continue up and keep low to the ground. The closer I get the more your heart starts racing as I slowly stand up behind, and quickly cover his mouth while wrapping my other arm around him. My hand muffles his yell as he looks back and sighs in relief at me standing there.

I let go of him and fall to the floor in laughter

“Omg! You should've seen your face!”

“Dont do that! What if I shot you! Also keep it down everyones asleep” He sighs as he goes back to looking out

I catch my breath before walking toward him and standing besides him

“Sorry, you’ve just been looking stressed lately so I thought this would be funny,” I said looking up at him with a smile

He looks down at me, and its obvious he's trying not to smile but with the way I look into his eyes he can't help it.

“Its fine just dont do it again…..Felt like I was about to shit my pants” He says, muffling that last part

I bust out in fits of laughter as I hold my mouth trying not to make too much noise. He tries shushing me but he cant help but laugh too

“Glenn you cant say that and not expect me to laugh,” I say finally starting to catch my breath

“My bad,” He says with a chuckle

“So why’d you come up here? Just to scare me and leave?” He asked looking at you

“I was bored and saw you up here so I thought id stop by before heading to bed” You said looking towards the walkers outside the fence

Honestly, the real reason why you were there was because you were pretty horny, you and Glenn have been having moments that just friends wouldn't have and you felt like it was safe enough to step it up. You haven't kissed, but you’ve been close, and Maggie told you that she overheard Glenn talking about wanting to be more than friends with you.

“Why do I get the feeling that that's not true” He asks stepping closer to me, his looming shadow blocking the moonlight from me

I smile and look up into his eyes before wrapping my hands on his cheeks. He seems a little shocked before accepting what was to come. He closed his eyes and started leaning in, but with each second passing, he didn't feel anything. In fact, he felt my hands leave his cheek.

He opened his eyes to see me with a smile looking up at him. I gotta admit, its fun teasing him.

“Did you think it was gonna be that easy?” I smirked and giggled at his facial expression

“No…..but I was hoping it would” He frowned and looked down

“Aww Glenn, your too cute” Ilaughed and walked up to him before giving him a small kiss on the lips

His face turned red and he smiled before wrapping his arms around me.

“Fuck your too hot, honestly the real reason im here is because im horny as fuck and need you” I blurred it out as I grabbed his face and start kissing him, not giving him a moment to react to my words

He takes a second to process whats going on before accepting and kissing back. I push him into the room of the watch tower towards the wall before we start sliding down the wall. I sit on top of him as were making out slowly grinding my hips on his growing dick.

“Ahh…” He moans out in-between kisses, turning me on even more

I stop kissing him and wipe the saliva off his mouth

“I didn't know you were vocal,” I said with a smile and looking into his eyes with lust

“Uh… yeah sorry, I can be quiet if you want me to” He says while blushing and having a hard time making eye contact

“No its cute I like it…..I wonder how far I can go” I say whispering the last part

“What?” I dont give him enough time to process what I said before I begin lowering his pants down and palming his twitching erection through his boxers I can tell he's trying to keep quiet, but the more I palm him the harder it is for him. I grab his face with my free hand, forcing him to look up at me.

“Dont keep it in, I wanna hear everything that comes out of you” I whisper into his ear causing him to let out the breath he didn't realize he was holding and start whimpering

“Good boy” I say praising him and start lowering his boxers enough to free his dick.

I slide my fingers up and down, tracing his veins, and looking up at him.

“Oh shit….” he splurs out. You're not doing much but to him it's already too much, he's honestly starting to get scared at how it would be like going any further.

I lower my head down and start liking from the bottom to the tip before putting his whole dick in my mouth. He's a whimpering, moaning mess as I start off slow and begin picking up speed. It’s only been a few minutes but my mouth is already making him want to cum. As I suck him off I notice that his dick has started twitching even more. Before I could make him cum I stop and let his dick go.

Hes breathing heavily, and says “Fuck Y/N, dont stop, I was almost there” He says trying to catch his breath

“If you want me to continue your gonna have to beg” I smirk and trace his veins again.

“please….I need your pretty little mouth on my dick….please can I have more” He says his eyes pleading as he caresses my cheek.

“Aww your so polite” I smile and start sucking him off again while making eye contact the whole time.

He starts whining at the sensation, not wanting it to end. Im pumping the length I can't take in with one hand, while the other is slowly rubbing my folds.

Eventually, he lets out a loud moan as my throat is hit with his white seed. I let go, a string of cum and saliva connecting my lips to his dick, making him wipe it off my lips.

I sit up and start stripping off my clothing, while hes doing the same. I sit on his lap and slide his dick in, the feeling causing us both to moan. Shit I forgot about the condom. Oh well. His needy eyes make me want to take things slow to see how much he could hold out.

I slowly lift my hips up and down his dick, not going fast on pupose as much as I wanted to. His moans, and whimpers are like music to my ears. His hands caress my boobs as he starts taking them into his mouth.

I moan at the feeling and slowly start speeding it up.

“Ahhh…shit Y/N, please dont stop….I want you, I need you. fuck….I love your tight little pussy so much” He blurrs out, and grabs my waist to flip us over so hes on top.

I didnt expect him to take charge so fast as he begins pounding into me at an ungodly speed. I begin moaning out at the sudden change. We keep this up for a few minutes, but stop when we hear a voice down below.

“Hey Glenn you alright I keep hearing noises!” Someone yells out

As Glenn stops it gives me enough time to flip us to make me be on top.

“Dont keep them waiting, say something you dont want them to come up here right” I whisper into his ear before rolling my hips back and forth

“Shit… Uh…. yeah im good! Everythings…mmm….is fine!” He sits up at the feeling and yells out trying his best not to let out a loud moan at your actions

“Alright well im heading back to bed!” They yell out as their footsteps fade off into the distance

I smirk keep rolling my hips back and forth while giving him hickeys on his neck. He throws his head back at the feeling, trying his best not to moan so loudly. He cant get enough of you. Hes holding your hips to help you go faster as he feels his second orgasm coming in.

I start to feel mine build up as his dick rubs me in all the right places. I begin jumping up and down on his dick holding him close and pulling on his hair from behind his head as I start to feel my orgasm building up.

“Youve been such a good boy Glenn….mmmm….fuck…do you wanna fill me up?” I say looking down at him with lustful eyes, still bouncing on his dick.

“Yes…please…let me soak your tight pussy with my cum” He says while whimpering at me pulling on his hair.

I bounce a few more times before the feeling overruns me. We both cum at the same time as I feel him twitching inside of me. We start to catch out breaths while being a sweaty mess, but our bodies are wrapped around each other not caring about that. He keeps his dick in me for a few seconds to let me relax before I start to get off.

“Damn Glenn….I never knew you’d be a sub during sex” I said laughing quietly

“Shut up…” He says and tries to hide his smile. He grabs his clothes to put back on and picks up mine handing them to me

“Ah shit” I said outloud as I put my shirt back on “What?” He asks and sits back next to me

“We didnt use a condom and you came inside me” I said, realizing that the heat of the moment made you both not be cautious

“Well, Ive always wanted to be a dad” He says non chalantly as he gets up and walks back out to continue his job like he didnt just say that.

My face turns red as I stand up and walk up to him rubbing his back

“Well Ive always wanted to be a mom, so I guess well see what happens” I laugh and kiss his cheek

[enid-rhees]

haii!! how are you?? have you been well??

may i request an enid fic where she and (obviously) fem reader are dating but during one into a town a few kilometres from alexandria, enid and r are with rick, daryl, glenn, michionne and carl, but there's a massive herd passing through and they get caught up and they all mostly get split up.

r gets split up from enid and she's trapped coincidentally inside a comic book store. she gets an idea for their anniversary and so she ends up escaping, and so do the others.

some time later, r insists on going back into that same town but without telling enid why (maybe she convinces daryl to gi with her) and so enid gets suspicious, maybe blaming herself for what happened during the swarm of walkers in that town previously.

anywho, r and someone goes with her back to the town where she gathers comic books and such to set up the perfect surprise for their anniversary, but ofc something has to go wrong (you can decide on that :D) and when they get back to alexandria, enid is giving r the cold shoulder. r tries to calm her but enid is emotionally overwhelmed, thinking r will break up with her.

so (here's where it gets good) enid runs off, jumping over the fence, but r is chasing after her, panicking because she's going exactly where she doesn't want her to go. enid ends up stumbling towards the site for their anniversary and they both reconcile and r spoils her.

i hope this isn't too much for you to write aha i hope you've enjoyed your christmas :D

best wishes f.f

surprise? || enid rhee x fem!reader

warnings: angstttt but just a little bit. also minor sex jokes. minors please do not interact w/ my works !! i beg of you please

a/n: thank you sm for your request, anon! i hope you and everyone else enjoys 🫶🏻 and im doing good, anon! i hope you’re doing good as well! im so sorry for getting to this so late, but i had an amazing Christmas! i hope yours was good as well :]

“please stop kissing your girlfriend and pay attention to the woods for walkers.” you heard a voice groan, a very obvious voice that belonged to Rick. you playfully rolled your eyes, “just because you’re all single doesn’t mean you gotta project it onto us.” Enid laughed into your neck as the two of you continued to walk along the vacant street.

you wrapped your arm over her shoulder and pressed a kiss to her head. “where are we going, anyway? we’ve been walking for like an hour.” you groaned.

“there’s a mini mall somewhere around here. we’re going there to find more food or supplies.” Rick told you, not looking away from the trees and road in front of him. “he said that like half an hour ago, don’t you listen?” Carl joked. “no, you were too busy making out with Enid.” he answered for you before you even got a chance to defend yourself. “shut up.” you told him, pushing him away from you while laughing.

“leave them alone, Carl.” Michonne laughed. “it’s not their fault you haven’t found someone yet.” you and Enid started to cackle with each other quietly as he glared at you.

“come this way guys.” Rick called out and started to walk towards the woods. you removed your arm from around Enid’s shoulder and instead intertwined your hand with hers. all of you started to walk in the woods, turning your heads in every direction for walkers. it was oddly silent and empty, which was a little unusual. usually, the walkers littered the woods.

you kept Enid’s hand tight in yours, constantly rubbing your thumb over the back of her hand. everyone walked in silence, but you and Enid would occasionally mumble quietly to the other about something that came to your mind.

after a bit of walking through the woods, you finally started to see some stores ahead of you. when you all finally walked out from the trees, you were about to walk forward when suddenly a hoard of walkers started to come straight for you from the left. “shit!” you heard Rick hiss out.

none of you had time to react as they all started to come for you, and you had no choice but to run and hide. your hand suddenly felt empty- Enid was no longer by your side. you didn’t have time to react and you ran towards the first store you saw and locked yourself in. your heart raced, and all you could do was worry about Enid. did she make it into a store as well? was she alone or with someone? every possibility ran through your head.

you looked up from the ground, taken aback to see that you somehow ran inside a comic book store. it was messy, with torn books on the ground and broken shelves everywhere, but there was still a good amount of comics that were here. your mind automatically went to Enid, who read any comic that was given to her. you gifted her one every time you found one, and it seemed like you now hit the jackpot.

tomorrow happened to be your anniversary. specifically your one year anniversary, and you’ve been struggling to decide what you wanted to do with her. and now that you were trapped inside a comic book store, you might’ve just stumbled upon the perfect idea.

you looked behind you and noticed that the hoard of walkers had finally disappeared, and you ran out of the shop. just then, Enid ran out of one too with Carl and Daryl. you let out a sigh of relief and ran over to her. Enid smiled when she saw you and met you in the middle, running into your arms.

“are you okay?” you whispered, grabbing her face with both hands as you checked for scratch marks or any type of injury on her. Enid nodded, “i’m okay, are you?” you nodded back and quickly leaned forward to kiss her. “i’m just glad you’re okay.”

“now that they’re gone, everyone start looking through these stores and take whatever you find.” Rick called out, and you realized you now had to keep Enid away from that store so it wouldn’t ruin the surprise you had in mind. “the store is got caught in didn’t have shit, lets check the others.” you told Enid and placed your hand right back in hers. she agreed and started to walk with you into another store.

the entire time you looked throughout other stores, your mind kept going back to that store. if you were able to just clean it up and make it look good, it was really the perfect idea for your anniversary. of course, your whole relationship started when you asked Enid what comic she was reading.

after you all finally got home, you started to scavenge your own home for supplies. you knew somewhere in the house, you had a random string of lights. you looked through your closet, and everyone else’s closet for them, and you eventually found them inside of Rick’s closet.

now, you needed blankets. and lots of them. you took the blanket off of your bed, Carl’s, Rick’s and decided that that would do it. Carl came around the corner just as you were folding everything. “what the hell are you doing?” he asked.

you looked up at him, “um… preparing for mine and Enid’s anniversary.” you responded. “and you needed all of our blankets?” he questioned, and you nodded. “you better fucking wash those afterwards or i swear to-“

“i’m not gonna fuck my girlfriend on your blankets, Grimes.” you told him, rolling your eyes. he nodded. “good.”

“yeah, i’ll just set yours aside and then-“ Carl hit your shoulder and you bursted out laughing. “kidding, kidding! now leave me alone and let me plan my anniversary!” you yelled, throwing your pillow at him, but missed as he ran out of the room before it could hit him.

you piled the blankets on top of each other and set the string of lights on top of it. you left your home and ran to one of the cars and quickly put them in the back of it. “hey, love. what are you doing?” you jumped at Enid’s voice and quickly shut the car door and turned around. Enid looked at you with furrowed eyebrows.

you realized that this would be a bit hard keeping a secret. you weren’t sure how well this would go. “nothing, sweetheart. just putting supplies in the car for the next run.” you told her, hoping it was believable. “oh, okay. um, did you want to head over to my place? that hoard kinda took a lot out of me.”

napping with Enid sounded heavenly right now, but you didn’t have a lot of time. you needed to get back to that comic shop, and you needed someone to come with you. Enid noticed your look of contemplation and her face dropped a little. “is something wrong?”

you quickly shook your head. “no- no, not at all, honey. i just- i have something to do. i need to go back into that town.” Enid looked at you for a moment, “why… would you need to do that?”

shit. “i think i left my knife back there. Carl gave it to me, i don’t want to lose it.” luckily, you didn’t even have your knife on you, only your handgun. “i’ll come with.” Enid said.

“no!” you said too quickly. Enid’s face fell even more. “shit- it’s not that i don’t want you to come, Enid. but after what happened, i don’t want you getting hurt. it’ll be a quick run, and i need Rick to come with me.” you explained as fast as you could, but Enid just looked even more upset. “i promise, love, the second i get back, i’m all yours. but i just need to do this one thing and i’ll be back.”

you walked a few steps toward Enid and gently cupped her face. her sad eyes looked into yours, and you could just feel your heart breaking. you hated lying to her, this was the only time you ever have, and it felt like you were being ripped apart each time you spoke. “i love you, Enid. so much. i just need to do this one thing, and we can sleep as much as you want.” you leaned your head forward and pressed your lips to her head, keeping them there for a few seconds. “i love you too.” she said quietly, now looking down at the ground. guilt was overflowing in your body.

“i’m gonna go back home. just… come in when you’re back, i guess.” Enid said to you, pressing one kiss to your cheek before walking off. you sighed and dropped your head in your hands. you hated every part of this. you walked back to your house and went up the steps to find Rick. he was in his bedroom, putting some clean clothes away.

“hey.” you spoke. “can you come with me back to that town?” he looked at you weird and stood up. “why?”

“because the store i got trapped in was a comic book shop and i had the perfect idea for mine and Enid’s anniversary tomorrow. and i need to go back to set up what i have planned. please don’t argue with me on this, our anniversary is tomorrow and i need to set up.”

“fine.” he sighed, grabbing his gun from his bedside table and slipping it into the holster on his thigh. “so, what? Enid can’t know?” you shook your head. “she cannot. and i think she’s upset at me because she knows i’m hiding something. so we have to be quick.”

“alright then get to the car.” he told you. the two of you made it to the car and he drove off. he looked back into the mirror, furrowing his eyebrows. “is that my blanket?”

you shrugged, “perhaps. you didn’t even notice it was gone, so.”

Enid sighed and fell back onto her bed, staring up at the ceiling. why wouldn’t you let her come with? she didn’t understand, the two of you went everywhere together, and if you didn’t, you always told each other the truth about what you were doing. Enid knew you were lying. why would you lie to her?

so many thoughts swarmed Enid’s head. she felt tears prick her eyes, but she quickly wiped them away, feeling stupid for even getting upset in the first place. but, how could she not? you were so clearly hiding something from her.

what if you were breaking up with her? no- no that can’t be possible. tomorrow was your anniversary, you wouldn’t do that to her. Enid knew you wouldn’t. she didn’t think you would, at least. nothing was wrong between you guys, you’ve never even fought.

“so… what do you need to do exactly?” Rick asked you as both of you walked inside the comic shop. “i need to clean this place up.” you said first. “put all the comics back in their boxes. i just need the floor clean so i can place these blankets down.”

“is a comic shop really the best place for your anniversary? shouldn’t it be more… i don’t know, special?” Rick questioned, and you didn’t look up at him as you started cleaning up the floor. “you clearly do not know much about mine and Enid’s relationship. comics are one of Enid’s favorite things, we started talking because i asked her which comic she was reading. our relationship started because of comics. it’s the apocalypse, Rick, there’s not much else i can do. trust me, if there was a better option, i’d choose it.”

“okay, you’re right. the fact that you’re even doing this shows how much you really care for her. so i won’t judge. just tell me what i need to do to help.” you smiled and looked up at him, “can you sweep? i’ll put away the comics and pick out which ones to give her. and then i’m gonna need help setting up the lights and blankets.”

Rick found a broom in the closet behind you and began sweeping up broken glass and dirt that lied around everywhere. you began picking up comics and placing them in boxes while simultaneously finding ones that Enid would love. when the floor was mostly cleaned up and all the comics were put back in their boxes, you and Rick began unfolding the blankets and placing them on the floor.

“are the lights the only thing left to set up?” Rick asked, and you nodded. “yeah, there’s an outlet over there. they worked at home, hopefully they will here.”

Rick walked over to the outlet and put the plug in, but nothing happened. he unplugged it and reinserted it, but again, nothing happened. “you’re kidding.” you groaned. “fuck!”

“hey, it’s okay. you can find an alternative somewhere.” Rick quickly reassured you, putting a hand on your shoulder when you looked stressed. “there’s no alternatives, Rick. that’s all i had, and this place doesn’t have electricity anywhere.” you told him, sighing heavily.

“well, if it makes you feel better, this already looks amazing. Enid’s gonna love it no matter what.” Rick told you, squeezing your shoulder lightly. you gave him a small smile. “thanks.”

“come on, let’s get out of here.” Rick said, nodding his head towards the door. you took one more look at what you and Rick did and smiled proudly. even without the lights, it still did look good.

Enid was by the gate when you drove back in, making you furrow your eyebrows. you got out of the car and looked back at Rick, “head back home. i’ll be right there.” you told him, and he nodded.

you walked over to her and leaned in to kiss her, but she dodged it. your heart dropped. “Enid, what’s wrong?”

“you’re seriously asking me that right now?” she asked, and then you noticed how her eyes were lined with tears. you began to speak again, but Enid beat you to it. “you’re lying to me, Y/N.” she whispered. “and you didn’t think i’d figure it out?”

“Enid, wait-“

“no, Y/N!” she cried out. “i don’t understand what i did to deserve that. we’ve been together for a year, we’ve never fought, we’ve never had trouble, i don’t understand! if you’re going to break up with me, just say it! don’t make me feel like an idiot.” you furrowed your eyebrows and tried to speak again, but Enid kept going.

“you don’t even have your knife, which you said you forgot back at that town.” she said. fuck.

“Enid, i-“ Enid started running outside of Alexandria, leaving you no choice but to run after her. “Enid!” you yelled, trying to catch up with her. she never stopped running, and you soon recognized which direction she was running in. you couldn’t let her get that far, but at this point, you couldn’t stop her at all.

by the time you finally caught up with her, she was back by the lot of stores. Enid started to look for the one you were in. “Enid, please. you need to listen to me.” you begged, but she ignored you and kept walking.

she stopped in front of the comic shop. “this is the one, yeah? the one you were stuck in?” Enid asked. “yes. please, Enid. don’t go in. please just listen to me.”

Enid pushed the door open and you ran in after her. she froze, looking at the blankets and pile of comic books for her in the middle. she looked over at you, and you gulped. “surprise?”

“what is this?” she asked you. “your anniversary gift.” you said quietly. “i was trying to keep it a secret, i got trapped in here when that hoard came, and this store basically screamed your name.” you laughed a bit. “yes, i lied to you, Enid. but it was only to keep this a secret, and it backfired horribly. i’m so sorry.” you told her. “i’d never break up with you in a million years, i can’t even explain how much i love you. i just tried to make this as special as possible.”

“oh my god,” Enid whispered. “i’m sorry.” you shook your head and wrapped your arms around her waist softly. “don’t apologize, love. you didn’t do anything.”

“i accused you of breaking up with me.” she retorted, and you laughed again. “yes, but i wasn’t exactly being the best to you either.”

“doesn’t matter, please just kiss me.” Enid said, putting a hand on the back of your head and pushing your lips onto hers. you hummed against her lips and pulled her closer. you pulled away, and Enid tried to chase your lips. “i’m still making you wait to celebrate till tomorrow.” you told her, and she whined lightly. “come on, let’s at least do something now that we’re already here.”

she kissed you again, pushing you backwards until you made it to the blankets. you sat down and Enid crawled in your lap, immediately reconnecting your lips. your hands ran up her back from under her shirt. “i love you, you know that?” you whispered against her lips. Enid hummed against them, “i know. i love you too.”

[smollbean42905]

Niece?!

   Maggie went to get Glenn while Daryl goes off and Rick stays by the door. He feels like he has to protect the girl because of Carl, he keeps thinking of what their future would look like and if Carl would be happy. His thoughts get interrupted by Glenn running over and almost inside, Rick grabs him before he can and moves him away from the door. Maggie comes jogging over and stops with a hand on her back and stomach.

   "Let me in there Rick."

   "I can't... You have to calm down first"

   "My niece is in there! I need to be in there!"

   "Your niece just had something horrible happen to her. When she wakes up and sees a man all over her, no matter who he is, how do you think she'll react?!" Glenn pauses and looks at Rick almost murderously,

   "What happened to her?" Rick glances at Maggie then back at Rick

   "Someone.." he pauses

   "Was she?" Glenn trails off softly as Rick nods. The uncle of the girl puts his head down and puts a hand on his head and starts to pace. Rick and Maggie watch him,

   "Can I please go inside.." Glenn asks Rick, Rick nods and the three go inside. They go in and see that Aphrodite is awake but staring up at the ceiling. Rick and Maggie pause by the door as Glenn goes deeper inside and to the girls side.

Glenn gently puts a hand on hers and the girls eye move to the side to look at Glenn. Her head slowly moves as well

   "Unkie?" Glenn smiles at the familiar name and nods

   "Hi Dite" Aphrodite smiles a bit and tries to sit up. Glenn stops her

   "Don't. Not yet Dite"

   "Everything hurts..." Her eye tear up making everyone in the rooms tear up as well. Everyone noticed that she only has one eye, but didn't want to ask any traumatizing questions after what happened to her,

   "I know Bear, but it'll stop soon" he gently pets her head the familiar nickname making the girl chuckle. Aphrodite looks down and raises the blanket slightly

   "I'm naked under this..." The sentence makes everyone in the room chuckle,

   "Let's get you changed then" Glenn looks at Maggie and Rick

   "Can one of you guys go get a shirt of mine" the two nods and Rick goes to get it, Maggie stops him before he can go,

   "Get one of Carl's flannels and a sports bra of mine as well" Rick nods at the idea and goes off. He runs to his house first and grabs one of Carl's flannels, since Carl wasn't in the house at the time he grabbed it quickly. He then runs to the Rhee house, owned by Maggie and Glenn, and grabs one of Glenn's shirts and a sports bra of Maggie's. He runs back to see Maggie with a hand over her heart watching the scene in front of her.

Rick comes inside and sees Glenn petting Aphrodite's head as she smiles at him softly, they were talking in whispers so no one could hear them.

   "I got her new clothes Glenn" Rick holds up the shirt and flannel. Glenn goes over and grabs them. He goes back to Aphrodite

   "Want me to help you?" Aphrodite nods and Glenn helps her sit up. Maggie turns around and Rick does the same. Glenn helps her dress,

   "You two can look now" the two turn back around and see Aphrodite dressed and sitting up. Her legs still covered by the sheets and the bow on the back of her head showing a bit. Glenn reaches to the back of her head and takes the bow out and hands it to Dite. She plays with it while Glenn fixes her hair knowing how his sister raised her. He braids her hair kind of messily then takes the bow back, he puts the bow on the back of her head where the braid begins.

Aphrodite moves the braid to be mostly in front and tries to smile at Maggie and Rick

   "Hi..."

   "Hello sweetie" Maggie speaks in a motherly tone to her

   "That's Maggie, my wife. And that's Rick, a good friend of mine" Aphrodite nods and puts her hand up like she was going to wave but keeps her hand still.

   "Wanna try to walk?" Dite nods and twists to stand. Glenn helps her as much as he can and holds her hands as she stands on shaky legs. Her feet have been bandaged from the cuts so it hurt a bit to stand. Glenn helps her take a step then fixes the shirt to cover her more. Their height difference made the shirt more if a dress, it ending right under her butt. Maggie looks her over, she's very skinny and pale. She has some attributes of Glenn though. Same hair color, and same nose.

   "Let's get her situated before meeting him" Rick tells the room. The two adults nod while Aphrodite looks confused,

   "Who is him?" She asks softly, her accent matching Glenn's. Glenn looks at Rick and Maggie while the women looks at Rick as well. Rick looks at Glenn. Dite looks between everyone in the room

   "The other person who has your mark.." Glenn speaks slowly

   "He's here? Where is he?"

   "He is somewhere within the walls at the moment, probably at a friend's house" Rick answers her

   "Can I go meet him?"

   "Not yet honey, we gotta get you to full health first" Aphrodite pouts a bit and looks at Glenn with puppy dog eyes. Glenn closes his eyes quickly knowing he can't say no to them, the actions making Rick and Maggie laugh softly.

[in-my-feels-probably]

MASTERLIST (2)

i’ve ran out of link space on my original masterlist, so i’ve had to start another one! if you want to find any of my previous work, it’s on my first masterlist, which you can find here!

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GRISHAVERSE

writing for kaz, jesper, nina, inej, zoya, alina, genya, and nikolai (requests open)

INEJ GHAFA

imagines

rest and relaxation - you take care of inej after a long day.

KAZ BREKKER

books

EMPYREAN (INEFFABLE SEQUEL) - ONGOING

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chapter three

chapter four

chapter five

chapter six

chapter seven

chapter eight

chapter nine

chapter ten

chapter eleven

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NIKOLAI LANTSOV

imagines

enchanted - it’s a long story of how you were enchanted to meet nikolai, but in a way you didn’t expect. it involves a certain privateer.

holding onto a mirrorball - a fic inspired by a shadow summoner and taylor swift’s songs the archer and mirrorball.

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON

writing for rhaenyra, aemond, alicent, and aegon (requests open)

AEMOND TARGARYEN

books

WE’RE BURNED FOR BETTER - ONGOING

chapter thirteen

chapter fourteen

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RHAENYRA TARGARYEN

imagines

snow angels - only a stark could warm a hardened queen’s heart

THE BEAR

writing for carmy, sydney, and richie (requests open)

CARMY BERZATTO

imagines

crash and burn

BRIDGERTON

writing for benedict, anthony, and daphne (requests open)

BENEDICT BRIDGERTON

home - best friends to lovers, except your best friend is daphne, who has been plotting for a new sister

HARRY POTTER

writing for sirius, james, remus, and regulus, harry, hermione, theo, mattheo, and enzo (requests open)

SIRIUS BLACK

paper rings - you hate accidents, except when you went from friends to this. and you like shiny things, but you’d marry sirius with paper rings.

cardigan - inspired by the lyric “you drew stars around my scars, but now i’m bleeding” except with a twist, because you both deserve a happy ending.

ivy - inspired by taylor swift’s song ivy.

right where you left me - sirius comes home to you after escaping from azkaban

timeless - domesticity and a diner on the corner

REGULUS BLACK

how the slytherin boys react to spending a rainy morning with you

slytherin boys as dads

THEODORE NOTT

how the slytherin boys react to spending a rainy morning with you

slytherin boys as dads

how the slytherin boys react to you dressing up as them for halloween

MATTHEO RIDDLE

how the slytherin boys react to spending a rainy morning with you

slytherin boys as dads

how the slytherin boys react to you dressing up as them for halloween

LORENZO BERKSHIRE

how the slytherin boys react to spending a rainy morning with you

slytherin boys as dads

how the slytherin boys react to you dressing up as them for halloween

THE WALKING DEAD

writing for rick grimes, daryl dixon, maggie rhee, glenn rhee, lydia, and alden (requests open)

OC

books

SCOTT STREET - ONGOING

prologue - the road to atlanta

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CHALLENGERS

writing for art, patrick, and tashi (requests open)

ART DONALDSON

imagines

i feel so high school (every time i look at you) - after his divorce, 30 something art meets 20 something reader at an event in stanford

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[im-a-goddamn-cat]

Alarming Deal

Neggie/Negan Smith x Maggie Rhee | vague Gleggie/Maggie Rhee x Glenn Rhee || Rated: E || Words: 2.4k || CW: Rape/Non-Con

Summary: After Daryl acts out, Negan gives the group two options for a punishment: Either he kills Glenn or he gets to fuck Maggie… And of course, Maggie doesn't want her husband to die.

A/N: I've had this idea for a long time but was always too scared to write it because I was afraid it was too dark but some people in the Neggie Discord server encouraged me to write it so I finally did. Thank you guys! <3

Enjoy! :]

AO3 || FF.net || ↓

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"Now, I already told you people, first one's free, then what'd I say? I said I would shut that shit down! No exceptions," Negan explained to the group of Rick's people. One of their people had acted out of line after he already killed one of them and now he needed to punish them again. He paused for a dramatic moment before speaking up again. "But… Lucky for you all, I'm feeling generous today. So, instead of killing another one of you sorry saps right off the bat-" He paused again briefly to chuckle at his own pun. "-I'll give you two options: Option one -" He raised the end of his blood-covered bat towards Glenn's face. "- This one here meets the same fate as Red over there." Maggie's eyes widened in horror at the threat towards her husband. "Or option two -" He lowered the bat and then pointed at Maggie with his free hand. "- I get to have my way with this lovely lady, here and now." Negan grinned. He suspected that this man was close to Maggie from the way he reacted to him threatening her earlier and if it were true, he'd definitely get his way. As soon as he had laid eyes on Maggie, he wanted her, and he hoped that his suspicions were correct.

Maggie's head spun as she registered what he'd just said. He wanted to take either her husband's life or her body. She sat motionless for a moment before looking towards Abraham's poor mangled body and then back up towards Glenn and Negan. The choice was obvious to her, of course she didn't want her husband to die. The thought of Negan touching her repulsed her but if letting him fuck her meant that Glenn lived, she is willing to agree. 

Maggie nodded slowly. "Y-You can have me," she croaked out, her voice hoarse from the crying she'd been doing. Negan smiled, a chilling grin that made him look like a predator staring at its prey. "Excellent choice."

"Maggie, no-" Glenn started to say but was stopped as Negan gestured towards a couple of his soldiers to grab him.

"Keep him quiet and restrained," he told them, not trusting that he wouldn't try coming to Maggie's aid again like he had earlier. One soldier stood on either side of Glenn, holding his arms so that he couldn't move, and one of them stuffed some sort of rag in Glenn's mouth to silence him.

"As for the rest of you… Don't even think about trying anything else or I won't be as generous next time," he threatened as if manipulating someone into having sex was any less heinous than murder. Negan handed his bat off to another one of his soldiers to hold onto and then walked over to stand in front of Maggie.

"Hello, darling… Aren't you beautiful." He smiled down at her and the lust she already saw in his eyes made her uneasy. He reached a hand up to stroke her cheek and briefly gently cupped it as he looked at her. He then reached to unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants. He pulled his pants and boxers down enough to pull out his cock which was already half-hard. He guided it towards her mouth, the tip coming into contact with her lips.

"Come on, baby… It ain't gonna suck itself," he coaxed her. Hesitantly, Maggie opened her mouth and he slid inside. Maggie sucked on him and Negan groaned. A thought of biting down on his dick hard enough to draw blood entered Maggie's mind but she knew that would only lead to another person getting hurt so she restrained herself. After sucking him a little, he was fully hard, and she began to slowly move her head, taking as much of him in her mouth as she could on every stroke, occasionally swirling her tongue around the tip of his cock when she'd pull back.

"That's it, good girl," Negan moaned. Maggie inwardly cringed at the praise. After a few more strokes of her mouth, Negan put a hand on her head and gripped her hair. "Hold still for me, darling," he told her and Maggie complied, stopping her motions. Negan began thrusting his hips fast and bottomed out on every thrust into her mouth. Maggie's eyes widened and watered and she gagged a little, not used to this kind of treatment.

"Fuck, your mouth feels so good on my cock, baby," Negan moaned out as he fucked her face. Maggie didn't know how much more she could take, she felt as if she were choking from the way he was using her. Suddenly, he yanked her head back and pulled out, a string of saliva connecting her mouth to his cock falling away between them. Maggie gasped and coughed as she tried to catch her breath from the attack.

"Too close. As much as I'd love to come in that pretty mouth of yours, I have other plans," he explained as if she cared. She just wanted him to finish whatever it was he wanted to do and for everyone to be safe. Negan grabbed the back of her shirt, pulled her away from the line-up of her friends, and threw her down. He got down on his knees near her legs, flipped her over so that she was on her back, and got between her legs.

He looked down at her with a lustful, predatory look and it sent a chill up Maggie's spine as she fully realized what was about to happen. The fear must've shown in her eyes as he attempted to sooth her. "Don't be scared, baby, I'm gonna make you feel good." 

You're taking me against my will you sick fuck, I won't enjoy this, she thought and almost wanted to say but she knew better than to provoke him so instead she stayed silent.

Negan reached down to the end of her shirt and lifted it up enough to reveal her bra. He then pulled a small knife out of his pocket and put the blade between the two cups, slicing upwards to cut it open. He put the knife back and then moved the cups of the bra to the side, revealing her breasts. "Beautiful," he purred. He lifted her breasts in his hands, feeling them, and running his thumbs across her nipples. Maggie shivered again at the contact, his hands on her body feeling unwelcome.

He leaned down and lifted one breast into his mouth, latching onto it and sucking, while still massaging the other breast with his other hand. Maggie squirmed at the feeling, his mouth on her feeling foreign. He then swapped breasts and did the same thing with the other one. He leaned back, unhooking his mouth from her with a pop, and sat up.

Negan moved his hands down to her pants, undid them, and moved back a little to pull them down along with her underwear. Instinctively, Maggie tried to close her legs but Negan grabbed them and opened them back up. "Don't hide that pretty pussy from me, darling," he told her and looked down to her exposed cunt. "And my, it is pretty," he said lustfully. Negan reached a hand down to rub his thumb across her clit in circles and she gasped. He continued his motions, and her arousal built a little against her will, but the situation she was in was so disturbing and terrifying that she didn't feel very aroused.

Negan removed his hand and situated himself in between her legs again. He pulled his cock back out of his pants, which was hard and glistening with pre-cum, and ran it along her folds down to her entrance, feeling that she wasn't that wet. "Usually I'd work my lady up a little more by eating her out or some shit but I'm sorry, darling, I need you now," he told her and thrusted inside her to the hilt with no warning. "Ah!" Maggie screamed, the sudden intrusion painful. She was sure he probably tore something in her. A few tears spilled out of her eyes and she clawed at the ground as he started thrusting fast and hard already with no care for her comfort, her breasts bouncing from the force of his thrusts.

"Stop! Please stop, it hurts," Maggie begged. She knew she had to let him have his way with her if she wanted her husband to live but it was too much for her, every thrust felt like a knife cutting into her.

"Relax, it'll feel good soon, darling," he simply responded and didn't let up on his cruel thrusts. "Fuck, yeah, so fucking tight… Feel so fucking good on my cock, baby," he moaned and reached up to caress one of her breasts. Maggie felt sick that he was enjoying this when she clearly didn't. 

Maggie turned her head to briefly look around, trying to distract herself from what was happening. Her friends that she could see were either looking on in horror and concern for her or looking away entirely, not being able to watch. She felt embarrassed and ashamed that they had to witness this. She couldn't see Glenn from where she was but she didn't want to anyways, she knew it would be too painful for her to see his face. Some of the other saviors that she could see were either just watching and not doing anything but the others were getting themselves off on the display. The sight made her feel even sicker.

Maggied looked back towards Negan, not being able to take looking at everyone anymore. Negan angled his thrusts a little differently and hit her g-spot, making her gasp and Negan noticed her reaction. "That feel good, baby?" he teased and continued thrusting to hit that spot. He moved his hand from her breast down to stroke her clit and her pussy clenched around his cock, wetness beginning to seep out of her. She was starting to feel pleasure from his cock and fingers and was horrified with herself. She hoped it was just the pregnancy hormones making her body react this way.

Maggie began whimpering a little as her pleasure built further and she came closer to release. She tried to fight it as she didn't want to come from this. Negan wouldn't have it though, he continued thrusting into her g-spot and stroking her clit. "Come on, baby, come for me," he coaxed.

"No, no," Maggie whimpered feebly and then moaned instinctively as she orgasmed against her will. Negan moaned as he felt her walls clench down on his cock as she came undone. "Good girl," Negan praised her but Maggie didn't appreciate it at all. She felt disgusted with herself for coming from essentially being raped.

Negan removed his hand from her and then pulled out suddenly. She caught a glimpse of his cock and saw not only her wetness but also something red, blood she thought, confirming her suspicions that he was too rough with her earlier. He moved her so that she was on her knees, her face facing her husband. Maggie looked to the ground, not wanting to see him while this happened. Negan moved behind her on his knees. He suddenly entered her again and Maggie hissed at the feeling as she still felt sore and sensitive from his rough entry and her orgasm earlier. He gripped her hips and resumed his brutal pace.

The sound of his hips slapping against hers could be heard on every rough thrust. His grip on her hips was so hard that she felt like there was going to be bruises left there from it. Please come, please come, she chanted in her head, wanting this to be over already. Negan lifted a hand and grabbed her hair, pulling her head back so that her eyes met Glenn's. He looked terrified and concerned to the point of crying and the sight made Maggie's heart ache. Negan slowed his thrusts a little and leaned in near her ear. "He's your man, right?" Negan asked her and she nodded. "Husband?" he then asked and she nodded again. "Heh, that's what I thought, the way he tried jumping up to protect you earlier," he told her. "Bet he's never fucked you like this, huh?" he teased but Maggie didn't answer this time. 

"Enjoying the show, bud? I can see why you married this girl, she's gorgeous, and this pussy? Goddamn," he spoke up teasingly, this time directed towards Glenn and Negan flashed a shit-eating grin at him. A flash of anger went across Glenn's features before going back to the scared and worried expression as before.

Negan released his grip on Maggie's hair and she looked away from Glenn again, not wanting to see his distraught face anymore. Negan moved away from her ear and picked up his brutal pace again. His thrusts started to become more erratic and he was letting out moans frequently. "Gonna fill this sweet fucking pussy up, baby," he groaned, indicating that he was close. After only a few more thrusts, he pushed in to the hilt and moaned as he came, shooting his load into her. His cock throbbed inside her as he filled her up with his come.

After he finished, he pulled out. Maggie stayed in that position for a moment, clenching her pussy to try getting his come out of her, not wanting the offending substance in her. Negan watched as his come mixed with her blood from his forcefulness seeped out of her and he groaned at the sight. Maggie collapsed onto the ground from exhaustion and curled up, hiding her exposed body as much as she could. She couldn't think clearly enough yet to just pull her clothes back on.

Negan put his cock back into his pants and closed his pants up. He then stood up and looked over everyone. "Now, I hope we've all learned a very important lesson today. Any disobedience will be punished… But I'm always open to certain alternative methods of punishment."

Negan crouched back down to Maggie and leaned his mouth close to her ear. "I'll come visit you sometime, darling," he told her and then kissed her cheek. Maggie shivered and, after he got up to leave, laid there in horror at the possibility that he was telling the truth.

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A/N: Ngl, I'm really unhappy with this for... a few reasons. I ended up not even wanting to post it but some of the people in the Neggie server wanted me to so here it was. Hope you guys liked it. <3

Thanks for reading! <3

[i-arch-my-backula]

Glenn Rhee master list

Reacting to you telling him about your assault

[twdmusicboxmystery]

From my perspective, one of the biggest signs that TD has always been right was what Maggie said to Gregory. “This is our home now. So, you’ll learn to start to call me by my name. Not Marsha, not dear, not honey. Maggie, Maggie Rhee”. TPTB went a different route on the TV version as opposed to the comics but why would they do that besides being married to Glenn even after his death? That would mean there would be no Greene family member left standing. Or is there? ;) We know for sure Beth survived post-Coda and is still alive out there somewhere and she still has that last name “Greene”! Therefore, that makes her the very last person standing in her family with that name since Maggie changed her last name to Glenn’s. She’ll be the very last Greene standing right next to Daryl who’ll be the last man standing with her. :)

Ooh I love this! And you explained it so well! I agree.

We have this leaked picture from the spinoff of Daryl looking shocked with his hands over his mouth. Obviously, we have no idea what's happening there to give him that reaction, but my first thought was that he heard something shocking over the radio.

I've said this before, but I really don't think he'd have that reaction to hearing Rick's voice. He already has some inkling, because Judith told him, that Rick *might* be alive. So even if he heard Rick's voice, I don't think he'd react with this kind of shock.

To your point, even if he heard Beth's voice, I'm not sure he would believe his own ears. After so many years, he'd probably think his ears were playing tricks on him or something. And if he heard her name, well, more than one person can have the same name, right? I think the only way he'd be absolutely sure he was hearing her, or hearing about her, is if they said her full name, Beth Greene.

THEN I can see him reacting the way he does in that picture.

And again, I have no idea if that's what's happening there. But I hope it is. ;D Thanks Nonny! I heartily agree with everything you said here. Xoxo! 🍀😘

[findroleplay]

Are you a fan of romance and action in your roleplay adventures? Look no further! I'm an enthusiastic roleplayer who is eager to dive into thrilling stories with a touch of love and excitement. I am 18+ and my partner must be 18+ too.

Firstly, I'm more than happy to double as any character you desire in return. When it comes to communication and commitment, I'm a reliable and friendly collaborator. You can count on me to reply to our roleplay posts on a daily or every-other-day basis, although I'll let you know in advance if there's a delay. Flexibility is key, and I'm willing to adapt to your preferred post length, typically providing detailed responses spanning 2-3 paragraphs. But don't worry, I'm adaptable and can adjust to your preferences for shorter or longer posts too. I'm pretty laid back as well. You can post as frequently or infrequently as you want. I will not bug you for replies.

Currently, I'm seeking a roleplay partner interested in playing Maggie Greene from The Walking Dead TV show. I'm particularly drawn to pairing her with Glenn Rhee or a male OC, though I'm open to exploring other canon characters as well. In our story, I'd love to emphasize elements of romance, action, and survival. I have plenty of exciting ideas to share for each pairing, based on your interests too.

If you are interested, you can react to this message. I'm willing to write on either Tumblr or Discord. No preference.

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[vilentia]

omg hey this is my first time request i pray im doin this right can you please do how twd boys would react to you being preg, please and thank you, have a good day!!

How The Walking Dead men would react....

... if their girlfriend was pregnant.

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Thank you for your request. I hope you like the result! ��

Daryl Dixon Daryl's initial reaction would be a mixture of surprise and concern. He would feel overwhelmed by the news but would quickly gather his emotions and become determined to protect and provide for you and your unborn child. Although he may struggle to express his emotions openly, he would show his love and support through his actions, ensuring your safety and doing everything he can to prepare for your future as a family. He would quietly say, "We'll make it work, darlin'. You and the little one, we're gonna be okay."

Rick Grimes Rick would be overjoyed and filled with a deep sense of responsibility upon hearing the news. He would see it as a symbol of hope and a reminder that life continues even in the midst of a zombie apocalypse. Rick would become even more committed to creating a safe environment for you and your child, strengthening his resolve to fight for a better future. He would express his love and excitement openly, cherishing every moment and working tirelessly to provide for your expanding family. With a smile, he would exclaim, "This changes everything, for the better. We're gonna build a world where our child can grow up safe and free."

Negan Smith Negan's reaction would be a mix of surprise and uncertainty. As someone who has faced numerous challenges and experienced loss, he might initially struggle with the idea of bringing a child into their unpredictable world. However, Negan would ultimately see it as an opportunity for redemption and a chance to build a better future. He would work to overcome his past and protect you and your unborn child, promising to be the father he never had and doing everything in his power to ensure your safety and happiness. He would say, his voice filled with determination, "Well, I'll be damned. Looks like we're starting a whole new chapter, sweetheart. I promise you, I'll protect you and our kid with everything I've got."

Glenn Rhee Glenn would be ecstatic and filled with joy upon hearing the news. He would embrace you tightly and shower you with love and affection. Despite the dangers of the world around them, Glenn would remain optimistic and determined to provide a safe and nurturing environment for your child. He would eagerly take on the role of a loving and protective father, doing whatever it takes to keep his family safe and ensuring that you feel supported and cherished throughout the journey of pregnancy. With tears of happiness in his eyes, he would whisper, "I can't believe it, we're going to be parents. I love you more than words can say, and I promise I'll be the best father our child could ever ask for."

[yannadere]

daryl dixon, shane walsh and glenn rhee (separate) reacting to their s/o getting bit

cw: loss, depression, unhealthy coping, suicide, angst, hurt/comfort

Daryl Dixon:

you're scared to tell him

he's lost so much even before the apocalypse, you don't want to hurt him

trying to distance yourself from daryl doesn't work at all

he just gets worried, which comes across as him being angry, and he clings to you

poor bby has abandonment issues

it's a few days after you get bit when you finally tell him, you already feel your health deteriorating but you hold up for him

you tell him when he's getting ready to settle for the night

bc evenings with you are when he's the most calm

"hey, daryl?" you mumble, and he hums softly, eyes still closed. "hey, look at me. i have to tell you something." you sigh, nudging his arm with your uninjured hand. "what?" he groans, finally looking at you. "i.. my hand isn't just cut, daryl..." you sigh, unraveling the bandages. "what'dya mean?" daryl's brows furrow, eyes falling onto the bandages as they fall.

his blood goes cold, and he sits up suddenly and grabs your wrist to observe the nasty bite on the side of your hand, between your thumb and forefinger. "damn it, why didn't you tell me?!" he snaps, stopping to take a breath as you flinch back slightly. "c'mere..." he sighs, pulling you into a tight hug. "i'm so sorry..." you whisper clutching his shirt tightly. "sh, it's okay... i... when you go, i'll be here."

"daryl... you shouldn't have to do that..." you close your eyes, tears slowly falling. "nah. it's fine. i... i wanna do it. i don't trust anyone else to. not even you." he holds you tighter, kissing your neck gently.

"i'm so sorry, daryl... i was being stupid, i-" he silences you, moving away and pressing his forehead against yours. "don't blame yourself. i knew something like this would happen eventually... i put merle down, had a feeling either of us would go next." he gently cups your face with his hands, wiping your cheeks and nuzzling his nose against yours affectionately.

"i don't want to put you through this, daryl." you cry, going to leave when he pulls you back. "don't leave... please don't leave..." daryl begs, pulling you back to him and letting your body fall limp against his. you let out a small sob, wrapping your arms around his middle as your head rests on his shoulder, tears dampening his shirt.

"it'll be okay. i'll take care of it. for now, get some rest. i'll be here when you wake up." he kisses your cheek, waiting for you to calm down. you sniffle, holding him tightly. "i'm so sorry..!" you repeat the words over and over, and he closes his eyes, trying not to cry himself.

"shh... please... don't be sorry." his voice wavers and he hates it. "just sleep, darlin'... i'm right here." you whimper before falling quiet, resting your hand on his jaw and nuzzling into his neck. "i love you, okay..? i didn't want it to be this way." you breathe out, letting him lean onto you slightly. "i know. i know. just sleep for me, darling." he sniffles, cradling you close as you fall asleep slowly, knowing it would be the last time.

you fall asleep in his arms, but he can't bring himself to harm you

so, he tells rick, who's also upset upon the news

however his best friend's distress makes it even worse

so, rick does it for him as the others try to comfort daryl

after your death, he becomes reckless and depressed, not eating or drinking at all and becoming skinny and malnourished

he shoots openly at walkers, and when his ammo's out he takes out his anger on other walkers in other ways

whether it's stabbing them, bludgeoning them, or just hitting their bodies after they fall.

rick decides to put him under close watch to ensure he doesn't harm himself

but daryl's rather experienced in sneaking out/away, and he visits your grave often

unfortunately one morning, rick finds him at your grave with a bullet in his head

he's buried next to you, as rick knows it's what daryl craved

to be with you again.

Shane Walsh:

you got bit on the way back from gathering medical supplies for carl

and with shane you knew there was no way he would take well at any time of the day

so you decide to rip the bandaid off and talk to him an hour after your own little grieving session.

you approach him when he's talking to the small group, asking him for a private talk, saying it's important

so, of course, he's worried, as are the group

you take him behind the barn and hug him

he's genuinely confused as to why you're acting like this

deadass asks you if you're expecting or smth

you hate to break his heart

"so why did you bring me back here?" shane asks, crossing his arms and cocking a hip. "shane... i'm sorry." you sigh, pulling the collar of your shirt to reveal the bloody bite on your shoulder.

he's speechless, blinking a few times before almost collapsing. you yelp, catching your boyfriend quickly, but fall under his weight. on the floor behind the barn, shane closes his eyes, crying as he holds you tight. "shane... don't cry. it's okay..." you try your best to smile, cupping his face and wiping his tears.

"this isn't okay..! baby, you're not okay!" he sobs, cupping the back of your head and pulling you closer. "shane- baby, stop crying... it's okay." you sniffle, smiling through your own tears as you kiss his jaw lovingly

shane tries to gather himself, but his whole world feels like it's collapsing. "shh, shh... c'mon, let's get you some water." you grab his hands, trying to pull him up. slowly easing him onto his feet, you help shane back to the house. rick spots you two immediately, stumbling to help you both. "shane-?"

"rick..!" shane is clearly distraught, and his best friend latches onto him quickly to try and calm him down. "shshsh- hey, look at me." rick soothes, and you stand back slightly, trying to calm your nerves. "what happened?" rick demands, eyes steeling as he stares at you. "rick- it's not-" you try to explain what happened, when shane answers for you. "they got bit! my baby got bit..!" shane sobs, knees feeling weak as he almost collapses again.

rick processes the information, looking at you in shock. lori overhears, muttering a fast "oh my god..!" as she approaches the three of you. "how did this happen?!" rick asks, trying to support shane fully. "i was in a rush, i got grabbed and..." you trail off, moving over to comfort shane who can't calm down at all.

"he needs to sit down..." you say softly, glancing at hershel who was observing from his porch. "come, sit him down inside. i'll get him some water." hershel guides you and you help shane in with the aid of rick. flopping down onto a couch, shane can't seem to catch his breath, so you crouch in front of him to cup his face, whispering comforting words to him. "baby... i'm so sorry, it should of been me..!" shane cries, and you hush him quickly. "don't you dare say that, shane walsh." you scold, pulling him into a tight hug.

"never blame yourself for my death. i wouldn't rest easy if you did." you sigh, smoothing his hair and kissing his temple. rick stands anxiously nearby, and you sense his worry. "sit, rick. relax... i've got this." you nod at him, and he nods stiffly, taking a seat of his own when lori pipes up. "when do you think you'll turn?" she asks, and you freeze. "lori-!" "i'm just thinking ahead, rick!"

shane becomes more distraught by her words, clinging onto you tightly. "shh, it's okay... i'm here, bubs." you sigh, cradling him impossibly closer. "the hell's goin' on?" maggie asks, confused as ever. "not now, please..." rick sighs, rubbing a hand over his face. "right..." she mumbles, leaving as hershel comes back with some water. "here, drink some of this, son." he nods, giving the glass to you so shane could take it.

after taking a few sips, shane goes back to codding you, slowly winding down. "there you go, just breathe." you smile, kissing him gently. "i'm sorry i couldn't protect you..!" shane hiccups, nuzzling your neck. "shh. don't say that..!" you sigh, holding him tighter. your boyfriend whines softly, and rick closes his eyes with a pained sigh.

you last a few more days before turning, spending your time slowly becoming more sick with shane next to you all the while.

when you turn, shane is devastated, holding your head as you stare up at him with discoloured eyes

he ignores how you try to bite him after a few minutes of your brain losing all memory of him, and his tears drip down onto your face

rick walks in, and sighs. he knew it would happen eventually... everyone did.

shane holds you for a few minutes. you were slowly gaining strength but he was always stronger.

the room is silent except for you little noises, and shane finally accepts this fate when rick puts a hand on his shoulder.

"let me do it..." his best friend gruffly says, and shane shakes his head. "leave 'em be, rick... just for a little while longer..." shane begs, and rick sighs, looking away briefly.

"you know i can't do that. if you or anyone get bit-" "rick, i am asking you nicely. leave."

he spends a few days with you in walker form, and it scares everyone. lori tries to convince him that you're not there anymore, a hollow vessel of what you once were but he wont buy it.

he loves you too much to believe anything like that, or hurt you. to him, you're still his darling, his everything who held him when times got tough.

you scratch at his arms, not even breaking skin due to your blunt nails, and he doesn't mind.

finally, with a few kisses around your pale, sunken face, and a final kiss to your lips that he forced closed- shane raises his gun.

he hesitates, letting you get the jump on him, but he grabs your jaw before you can do anything

the sudden commotion makes rick fly in, only to see you lifeless once more in shane's arms.

Glenn Rhee:

unlike the other two, he watches you get bit.

he's completely distraught as the rest of the group fight off the walkers whilst he makes his way to you

he rams the zombie with all his strength, knocking it down before shooting it

you've collapsed, sat back against the car door as blood seeps from your cheek, whimpering in pain and holding the gash with your blood-soaked hands.

he's crying before he knows it, dropping down next to you and carefully covering your cheek with his shaky hands.

he tries to reassure you, and himself, that you'll be fine and won't get infected,

but the sad look in your eyes confirm that you're not making it to the date he wanted to take you on tomorrow

as you slowly bleed out, he tries to tell you stories, to keep himself calm as you slowly die.

"hey, remember when..?" you're not paying attention, just admiring him as you move your hands to cup his face.

"i love you.." you croak with a small smile, and he smiles sadly, sobbing all the while.

the others have to watch, all waiting for the inevitable

"please don't leave me... please, i need you." glenn pleads, and you smile sadly.

he's pressing kisses to your forehead as you hold him close, your blood staining his hands, arms and shirt

"baby...?" glenn mumbles softly, sitting with you leant against him. "i'm still here, darling..." you whisper, gripping his shirt tightly. "i'm gonna miss you..." glenn sniffles, kissing the top of your head gently. "me too. i'll always be with you, okay. when i go, i don't want you to be sad. i want you to keep going, to find happiness again, even if it means finding love in another. i want the best for you." you smile, despite the ache in your cheek.

glenn breathes out as his eyes close, his tears still falling. "i could never replace you like that..." he whimpers, fingers curling into your hair as he holds you closer. "baby, don't cry... don't cry, because i'll cry." you try to laugh, and glenn laughs too, gently rubbing your uninjured cheek.

"glenn, we've got to, y'know..." rosita sighs, but glenn shakes his head. "no! we don't kill the living..!" glenn protests, his hold turning protective. "right, right... okay." she fakes surrender, walking away.

when you pass, glenn just knows. he doesn't even look at you. he can't bring himself to.

however, when you turn, he doesn't even bother to restrain you, just holding you close as you bite into his neck.

abraham shouts in alarm, shooting you instantly, and glenn cries as you fall, cupping your face and leaning down to press his forehead against you.

the group is distraught, but glenn just lets everything happen, telling them to leave him be, move on.

abraham gives him a spare pistol, and glenn takes it with a nod.

the group leaves, and glenn knows what he has to do. so, he opens the car door, slipping you into the car easily

he gets in himself, closing the door so walkers wouldn't chew on you or him.

alas, glenn admires the gun before pressing it to his chin.

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How they react to you getting hurt

Rick grimes

As soon as he saw you limp through the gate he instantly dropped what he was doing and ran to your side and gently picked you up.

"What happened?" He asked you and quickly walked to find Hershel.

You told him that you was being chased by walkers and tripped over a tree branch and twisted your ankle.

Daryl dixon

When Daryl saw you walking around whilst being covered in blood he instantly came to your side and tried to find your injury.

"Daryl, I'm fine" You reassured him.

Daryl didn't listen to you and found two deep cuts on your arm, he looked at you before shaking his head and taking you to the med bay.

Negan Smith

As soon as Negan heard the bedroom door open he looked up expecting you to be your normal happy self but instead he saw that you had a black eye and a cut on your lip, he instantly got up and came over to you.

"Who did this to you?" He asked in a dark tone.

When you told him that one of his workers jumped you he nodded before grabbing Lucille and walking out the bedroom.

Glenn rhee

When you came back from the run with Tara, Glenn was the first one to greet you but his smile soon dropped when he saw that Tara was basically holding you up. He looked at your passed out figure before looking at Tara.

"She got shot in the leg and lost quite a bit of blood" Tara explained to Glenn.

Glenn felt a wave of anger wash over him before helping Tara carry you to the med bay, he made sure that he stayed by your side the entire time.

Jesus

When Jesus saw you get stabbed in that back of your leg he took action right away by eliminating the threat and helping you back to hilltop.

"You're going to be ok, I've got you" Jesus reassured you.

You smiled at him faintly before placing a light kiss on his cheek.

Alden

As soon as Alden saw you take the attack from the reaper he felt a wave of guilt, it should've been him that got attacked but you saved him. Alden quickly pulled the reaper off you and killed him before attending to your wounds.

"It's just a scratch" You lied as he lifted your top up slightly.

Alden felt as if a knife had just went through his heart, he looked at you and saw that you faintly smiled at him. Alden knew he needed to get you back, you saved him so he wanted to save you.

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Comfort

Glenn Rhee x Reader

After Glenn and Y/N get separated from the rest of the group (season 4 whereabouts), Y/N begins to reminisce of the past with Glenn there to comfort her.

Warnings: general warnings, no smut

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Something about the air smelled so very familiar; like a smell I’d been surrounded by all my life. It lingered in the air of the surprisingly clean house that Glenn and I were clearing. It was uncommon to find a home so untouched, with a smell that wasn’t gut-wrenching.

Nowadays, in suburban houses like such, there were usually horrifying sights of corpses of those who had opted out to escape the agony of a world that was once content, worth living.

Back to the smell. It was comforting. It reminded me of my childhood. Funnily, my old home was similar to the one we were in right now.

“I think we’ve cleared everything. It’ll be safe for the night if we push couches up against the doors”

Announced Glenn, sighing in relief as he slumped himself onto the bed that was still neatly done, as though it was awaiting its owners to come back to it after a tiring day at work.

“Yeah” I monotonously added, also slumping myself next to him.

He had his hands behind him, supporting his head as I laid adjacent to him, only inches left between us.

He turned his body to the side, closing the inches between us.

“Are you good, Y/N?” He said, almost in a concerned tone.

“I don’t know” I replied, turning towards him. Our noses were basically touching at this point.

“It’s just that this house takes me back to my home. It just feels weird, you know? When things remind you of how things were and how they’ll never be the same.” I sighed, feeling nostalgia wash over me.

Glenn didn’t say anything, he just moved his fingers up to my face, slightly caressing my cheek. He closed the basically nonexistent space between our lips, kissing me gently.

“I know what you mean, but it’s not worth fretting about. We’re alive right now, and we have shelter, that’s all that matters” He retorted, obviously trying to make me focus on something else. I knew he wanted to spend quality time with me, alone, in tranquility, but I had a lot on my mind.

“But don’t you miss how things were?” I added one last time, not wanting to push the pessimistic conversation on for too long.

“I do. Everyday, nonstop. But Y/N, I know there’s things to look forward to. I know there’s a future for us, each and every one of us. I don’t want the past to eat me up alive, there’s other things to do that job.” He softly spoke, chuckling a bit at his last sentence.

I smiled, kissing him once again.

“You’re right.”

We went down and pushed the dusty plaid-patterned couches up against the door and headed back up. My mind was still pondering at our earlier conversation, but I tried to not make it obvious that I was. I wanted to spend time with Glenn, worry-free, but my mind ran far and wide in fields of memories from my childhood. Reminiscing.

We got into bed after finding some changes of clothes. The clothes felt pasty against my dull skin. I got into the bed, letting the duvet envelope me, and I tried to find my way into Glenn’s arms, in search of his familiar comforting touch.

He reacted by wrapping his arms tightly around me, as though he could read my desperation to have him hold me tightly.

“I could stay like this forever”

I mumbled as my words were muffled due to his arm slightly covering my mouth and the fact that I was so very exhausted.

“Me too.”

We were both exhausted, and as much as we’d hated to admit it; we were both miserable.

Since we got separated from the rest of the group two weeks ago, we’ve had to fend for ourselves. We’ve had to be out here. Alone. Glenn doesn’t know when we’ll see the rest of the group again. If. There’s no certainty anymore. But, we have each other. That counts as something.

We both started to drift off into deep slumber in each other’s embrace.

I woke up to the sensation of the sharp light projecting itself onto my closed eyelids. I got up, sitting in bed until my eyes fully adjusted to the light. Once they did, I turned my head to the left seeing Glenn still deep asleep. It was such a pleasant sight, seeing him peacefully asleep. God knows he needs it.

I slightly stroked his hair, moving it out of his face. In result, he slowly began to wake up, opening his eyes.

“Hey.”

I murmured, smiling in awe at him.

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A/N: might do a part two eventually since this ends kind of abruptly.

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Light in the Dark - Chapter Thirty

Getting to season 4 now! Also, wrote the next three chapters after this, decided I hated them and am now re-writing them all. :P 

Warnings: None!

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They told Cody and Merle at the same time that Olivia was pregnant. It was only fair that they told biological family before sharing with the whole group.

Both boys reacted just as Olivia suspected: ecstatic. She didn’t expect them competing for title of ‘Best Uncle’ so quickly, though she probably should have. Cody and Merle were both a little competitive.

Apparently winning Best Uncle was based on who could do more things for Olivia since the baby wasn’t actually born yet. Daryl loved this competition.

The rest of the group was quick to join in on making sure Olivia was well rested and not pushing herself too hard. Thankfully they were more lenient than Daryl. Olivia was a do-er. If she had to spend her entire pregnancy cooped up in her cell she was going to go mad.

When her stomach could take it, she trained alongside Hershel and Dr. S. Medical knowledge often made her queasy before the apocalypse though, so her tolerance when pregnant was very limited.

Therefore, she spent most of her time helping Rick and Carl with the garden or up on watch with Maggie. She tried to give Maggie and Glenn their alone time on occasion, so she wasn’t ruining the mood completely. Her and Maggie had talked about a potential little Rhee playmate for ‘Little Knee-Capper’ as Daryl was affectionately naming their child.

“He’s gunna be short. Perfect knee height.” Daryl had told her. He was also very convinced that the baby was going to be a boy.

Daryl was actually pretty optimistic about life since finding out about Olivia being pregnant. He was having a baby with the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his time on this giant rock with. And she wouldn’t have a miserable pregnancy out on the road. How could he not be happy?

The pregnancy progressed smoothly, Olivia speeding through her first trimester with no issues. She had a little baby bump and could feel the baby flutter about. Daryl was supremely jealous but was trying to be patient. At least Olivia could feel their little man. That was better than the alternative.

Daryl wasn’t sure that life could get much better than it was.

Then he lost Zach on another bad run.

The kid was young, younger than Daryl. Daryl should’ve been able to handle the walkers on his own. He should’ve been strong enough to lift the shelving off of Bob on his own. Zach shouldn’t have even been with him in the area. If Daryl had just been faster, stronger, better…Zach would’ve made it home.

Olivia found him up in the guard tower that night, huffing on one of his cigarettes that she hated so much. They’ll give you cancer. They lower your lung capacity. Those things are awful for you. Her mothering filled his head every time he lit one up now. Still, the urge for nicotine when shit was rough overpowered her concerns.

“Having your daily dose of cancer?”

Daryl scoffed. That was a new one for her. He had told her last week that her scoldings were getting too predictable and he wondered if the new sentence was a product of that statement.

She sat down next to him on the ledge of the guard tower and put her head on his shoulder. Just her touch was powerful, sending a sense of warmth through him. He wasn’t alone. With her, he could never feel alone. He wasn’t a monstrous asshole undeserving of care…unless he was just a means to an end. Maybe she wanted a baby and saw him as a simple, primal man to make one with. Maybe she thought him a good-for-nothing father that would be easy to leave.

“Stop.” She spoke to him as if she could read his mind. With how similar they were, sometimes Daryl wondered if she really could. “I know you’re upset, but Daryl…this wasn’t your fault. You can’t blame yourself every time something goes wrong. That’s not fair to you.”

“Ain’t fair tha’ a kid is dead cause a me neither.”

“Daryl Dixon.” Olivia was sharp and slightly scolding. “Tell me how you killed him. Did you put a gun to his head? Did you push him into a walker? Did you stab him and leave him for dead? Shoot him and leave him?”

Daryl shook his head. It didn’t have to be like that for it to be his fault.

“You’re not a superhero, Daryl. You can’t know everything, you can’t predict the future, and you can’t save everyone. I wish you could. I wish I could. I wish any of us could do that. But unfortunately, none of us can do that. You tried your best to keep everyone safe, and that’s all we can ask for, okay?”

“Tired a loosin’ people. Can’t protect them, how the hell am I gunna protect this baby?” He muttered, smushing the spent cigarette against the cement of the ledge.

Olivia softened then, sighing. She wrapped her hand around his arm and squeezed him gently, “Hey. You’re going to be a great father. You already love this baby more than anything. I know you, Daryl Dixon. You’re going to protect this baby with your life, just like I am. We’ll keep it safe. Baby isn’t going to be going on runs, right?”

Daryl scoffed. “Nah. Cody wanted ta go on tha’ run today though. Told ‘im no. What if I told ‘im yes?”

“You can’t think like that. What ifs are a vicious spiral, Daryl. It’s so easy to fall down that trap and then before you know it you’re just sad and depressed and hating life. It’s no use dwelling on what could’ve happened. Instead, we have to find a way to deal with what did, find a way to make the future better when we can, and keep going for those still here.”

Logically she was right. He couldn’t change what happened. He couldn’t go back and make different decisions. All he could do now was make the future better. But damn, no matter how hard he tried it was feeling impossible to make the future better. How was he going to keep Olivia safe from the dangers of the world? How was he going to keep his son safe from the dangers of the world?

It hurt to lose Zach. Zach was a good kid; kind, hard-working, determined. He was a survivor, a fighter. The group lost when he died.

But the hardest part for Daryl wasn’t Zach’s death itself. It sucked to lose Zach, of course it did. Daryl hadn’t been best friends with him, but he was a good kid. The worst part of it all was that Zach was another example. Zach was more proof that Daryl couldn’t protect the group. He couldn’t protect people he, and the group, cared about.

How long before another person in the group died due to his lack of abilities?

How long before that person not coming home was Olivia?

How long before his actions killed his baby?

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Olivia was in no mood to get up early and hunt the next morning. She was far too comfortable. Daryl was warm, all wrapped around her like he was every night. Between him and the blankets she was cozy and just wanted to stay hidden from the world for the rest of her life.

Daryl was always much more responsible. He could let her stay in bed all day, but he had to be up and working. She loved his work ethic and his desire to provide for those he cared about. Sometimes though, it was nice to just ten extra minutes of snuggle time. Her affection, or clinginess to get him to stay in bed, was always rewarded with a few extra kisses, but only once back at the farm had she achieved her goal.

“Hey Sis.” Cody had been trained to call out before opening the sheet that blocked everyone’s view into Olivia and Daryl’s cell.

Merle, not so much. “Dun be naked!”

Olivia sighed and released Daryl from her grip. Another unsuccessful attempt.

“Ey, ya makin’ the list for tha’ run today, Peach?” Merle leaned against the far wall, “Need ya ta add me somethin’ if ya are.”

Daryl shook his head and got up, nodding a ‘good morning’ to Cody as he stepped his boots on. Apparently he was throwing her to the wolves.

Olivia stretched her arms, bending them up over her head and behind her back, “Yes, yes I am. I would love nothing more than to make people retrieve supplies for you, Merle. What can I get you?”

“Woah!” Cody tapped Merle on the arm, “She’s so generous this morning! How’d you do that? Hey Sis, can I have some new gloves for clearing the fence? The ones I have are kind of small and they hurt my hands and-“

Merle covered Cody’s mouth, “Not now, Little Giant.” The nickname was an affectionate tribute to Cody’s first week at the prison. One of the Woodbury residents had been nice enough to switch cellblocks so Cody could be in Block C with Olivia. Because Cody was tall and used to sleeping in a single bed, not bunks, he often smacked his head on the metal bars that supported the upper mattress. Merle had found it hilarious that he kept doing it, calling him ‘Little Giant’ because he was young but so tall.

Cody had also developed a small goose-egg on his forehead, causing Merle to furthermore give him the nickname ‘One-Horned Devil.’ Cody was more favorable to that one because it sounded ‘cooler’.

“Peach, I got a very important request.” Merle continued, “Need me some condoms.”

Olivia groaned while Cody snickered.

“And, if they can find fin’ ‘em, peanuts would be nice. Probably at the bar. Hell, could get me some whiskey-“

“Merle! This is the apocalypse. They’re going on a supply scavenge, not a Walmart run.” Olivia reminded him. She’d gotten lucky on her last run before she got pregnant and found a bag of individually wrapped packs of skittles on her last run. Apparently that meant she could make anything happen.

Merle waved her off, “’Ight, ight. In order,” He used his fingers to show her what number was priority, “condoms is top priority. Whiskey second, peanuts las’.”

“No, no!” Cody stepped forward, “Gloves first! Then they can get his stuff.”

“No…” Olivia threw a pillow at them both, “Rest of list first, then they’ll search for your junk.” That was definitely a lie. She’d make sure they brought back Cody gloves. And herself…and Merle…condoms.

Merle opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by the sound of gunfire and screaming.

Olivia jumped up, throwing on her shoes and grabbing her pistol. The three rushed down the stairs to the common area of Cellblock C, trying to follow the noise. It seemed to be coming from Cellblock D.

She rushed in and found pure chaos. Walkers had gotten in and were attacking. People were screaming running towards the exit, pushing past the three trying to get in. Olivia pulled out her knife and took a step in before turning around, “Cody! Go back and help the people get to safety! Bring them to the kitchen!”

He opened his mouth to protest but Daryl came up behind him, “Listen ta yer sister! Ya need to stay with the group and protect ‘em case more walkers follow.” Daryl’s words seemed to alleviate any hesitation that Cody had. He started to wave people through the door, yelling for them to head to the kitchen. “Ya go with!” Daryl told her, throwing her a sharp look before saving a small child.

Yeah…that wasn’t going to happen. Olivia stabbed one of the two walkers Merle had in his grip when Daryl stopped looking at her.

“Get in the cells and shut the door!” Olivia shouted to a few people as she knocked a walker to the floor and stabbed it. “You’ll be safe in the cells. Get inside and shut the doors!”

Carol pushed people to follow Olivia’s instructions while she and Merle finished clearing out the first floor. In the mass of people, she’d lost Daryl, but tried not to panic too much. It would take more than a couple walkers to take down him. That’s what she kept telling herself anyway while she tried not to focus on him being on the second floor alone.

The sound of his crossbow firing followed by silence greatly calmed her. As long as she could hear the vibration of the bowstring she knew Daryl was okay.

“’Livia?” His voice echoed throughout the cellblock.

“Yeah?” She looked above her as if she could see through the concrete she was standing under.

“…Jus’ checkin’.”

The situation before them was nothing to smile about, but she couldn’t help it. He was just as worried about her as she was him.

Hershel and Dr. S came in to assess the damage while Olivia helped Merle drag the bodies out of the block.

Things had been going well, but the shadow of death was always looming over them. They’d lost people on runs before. New people that they’d let go for experience. New people like Zach. But they hadn’t had a walker outbreak in a while. Now that she didn’t see them every day when she went on runs, now that she was hidden away in the prison she could almost forget they existed. This was just a painful reminder.

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The Walking Dead:

When They’re Jealous

How They React To You Being Touchy*

When They’re Possessive*

You Die

You Run To Them During An Attack

Someone Else Kisses You

Someone Else Flirts With You

Your Child Calls Them Daddy

Mini-Series

Negan x Reader x Daryl:

Bad Guy | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6(coming soon)

Dixon Brothers x Reader:

The Dixon’s Next Door | pt 2(coming soon)

Shane Walsh:

At All Costs | pt 2 | pt 3(coming soon)

Daryl Dixon:

Sweetheart | pt 2 | pt 3 | pt 4 | pt 5 | pt 6

Do Better | pt 2

Daddy Daryl | pt 2 | pt 3 | pt 4(coming soon)

You’re Staring

Can’t Sleep

You Know You Like Me

Dating Daryl Would Include…

Drunken Fight

Wasn’t Jealous

Daryl’s Girl

Assaulted

Hit On, Literally

Claimed

Pillowtalk | pt 2

Little Things

Sing For Us

Everything You Want

Don’t Give Up

Welcoming Party

The Poncho

Meet Jesus

Reunited

Admit It

Horny Daryl*

His Shirt

Sunbathing

Night Shift

Welcome To Alexandria

Fun In The Mud

Can’t Lose Ya Too

Another Hot Day

I Can’t Help That I Love You!

A Quick Run

On Watch

Mistletoe*

Don’t Leave Me

Aphrodite Beat Yer Ass

Scars & Stretch Marks

Tattoos

Hurts So Good

Newborn

Negan:

Weakness

Dating Negan Would Include…

I Love You

Anxiety Attack

That Ass

Pickles

Everything You Want

The Blizzard

Fireworks*

It’s Happening

You’re Religious

Shane Walsh:

Jealous*

Dating Shane Would Include…

His Family | pt 2(coming soon)

Surprises

Rick Grimes:

Dating Rick Would Include…

He Saves You

Tara Chambler:

Coming Out To Tara

Paul Rovia:

Meet Jesus

Flirt

Visit

I’ve Missed You*

Abraham Ford:

Dating Abraham Would Include…

Glenn Rhee:

Dating Glenn Would Include…

Marine

Carl Grimes:

Dating Carl Would Include…

Jeffrey Dean Morgan:

Treat You Better

Treat You Better pt 2

Treat You Better pt 3

Avengers:

When They’re Jealous…

How they Kiss You

Eating Disorder

Your Child Has A Nightmare

Tony Stark(Ironman):

Dating Tony Stark Would Include…

One Date

Someone Breaks In

Come Back | pt 2

Possessiveness

Loki Laufeyson:

Dating Loki Would Include…

Mind Games | pt 2 | pt 3*

Jealousy

Let Me Love You

You Don’t Own Me | I Belong To You*

The Mortal

Wound

My Queen

Soft Spot

Anything For You

Bucky Barnes:

Dating Bucky Would Include…

Meeting The Team

You’re Perfect

I Missed You | Protective

Attention

Beauty and The Soldier

Doctor Strange:

Thor’s Daughter

Clint Barton(Hawkeye):

Dating Clint Barton Would Include…

Damn Flirt

Dream Come True

Steve Rogers(Captain America):

Dating Steve Roger’s Would Include…

Someone Breaks In

Safe

The Dare

Something New

Bruce Banner(Hulk):

Dating Bruce Banner Would Include…

Thor Odinson:

Dating Thor Would Include…

Thor’s Daughter

Pumpkin Carving

Pietro Maximoff(Quicksilver):

Dating Pietro Maximoff Would Include…

Nice Fighting

Peter Parker(Spiderman):

You’re A Painter

The Vampire Diaries/The Originals:

How They Kiss You | pt 2

Dominant or Submissive

Morning After

Who They’re Jealous Of

Texting | pt 2

How You Sleep

Stefan Salvatore:

Dating Stefan Would Include…

Paul Wesley:

Action

Damon Salvatore:

Cute Moment (blurb)

Goddess | pt 2?

Klaus Mikaelson:

Dating Klaus Would Include…

She’s Mine

Groceries(blurb)

The Big Bad Hybrid | pt 2 | pt 3(coming soon)

Elijah Mikaelson:

Can’t Sleep

Presents | pt 2*

Enzo:

Dating Enzo Would Include…

Teen Wolf:

Peter Hale:

Bait

Narnia

Peter Pevensie:

Fate | pt 2

The Hunger Games:

When They’re Jealous

Peeta Mellark:

Can’t Be Together

The Twilight Saga:

Nighttime(Cullen’s)

Nighttime(Wolf Pack)

Cuddling

How You Met

Jasper Hale:

Bruises

Try

Moody

Losing Control

Undeniable Feelings

The First Time**

Paul Lahote:

Run | Chapter Two(coming soon)

Protective

Possessive

Paul’s Imprint

I Need You*

Kitty Kitty

Warm*

Sam Uley:

Alpha’s Imprint

Jacob Black:

Imprinted

I Could Get Used To This

Emmett Cullen:

My Hero

Edward Cullen:

Rainy Day

Seth Clearwater:

Dating Seth Includes…

Law & Order: SVU:

Fake Boyfriend

Rafael Barba:

Protective

Possessive

Another Late Night

Taking Care Of Him

I Missed You*

Sonny Carisi:

William Lewis

Bait

Undercover

Misunderstandings

I’ve Missed You*

Nick Amaro:

Nick Flirting With You

Mike Dodds:

Dating Mike Would Include…

Fin Tutuola:

Coffee?

Harry Potter:

George Weasley:

Thanks Malfoy

Brothers

Behave

Christmas Surprises

Fred Weasley:

Not So Identical

Divergent:

Eric:

He Gets Jealous

Respect

Respect part 2**NSFW

Insecure

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles(2016):

How You Meet

Emotional S/O

Unwind

Stretch Marks

Leonardo:

He Realizes He Likes You

In Heat*

Relaxation

Weakness

Raphael:

Flirting | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7 | part 8

“He Likes Her!!!”

In Heat*

Donatello:

How You Meet part 2

Help Me

Protected | part 2

Sleep

Treats

School

Anniversary*

Michelangelo:

No Noise*

You’re Okay Now

The Expendables:

Barney Ross:

Your Ex Hurts You

Welcome Back

Lee Christmas:

Your Ex Hurts You

Boss Problems

Christmas Fights

Gunner Jensen:

Your Ex Hurts You

Don’t Die On Me

Can We Cuddle?

Ticklish

Mine*

Impractical Jokers:

How They Act When They’re Jealous

You Try To Leave Him

Whipped

He Proposes

Protective

Sal Vulcano:

Sal’s “Punishment”

Losing A Challenge For You

Coming Home

You’ve Split Up & He Sees You With Someone Else

Brian(Q)Quinn:

He Misses You

When He First Saw You

You Split Up & He See You With Someone Else

He Defends You

5 Seconds Of Summer:

You’re Not Dating But He’s Jealous

You’re Not Dating But He’s Jealous Part 2

What He’s Like In Bed**NSFW

Eminem:

Who’s He?

It’s My Job! 

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Three Names You Are Called:

1. Robyn, by virtually everybody. 

2. Byn, by close family members.

3. For some reason I have some friends who call me Bynbyn? even though I never established it as a nickname?? but they use it as an affectionate nickname so ultimately I don’t mind it. It just takes me aback sometimes, lmao.

Three Colors You Are Wearing At the Moment:

1. Red

2. White

3. Pink. Or light purple, depending on how you see it.

The Last Three People To Call You:

1. My mom, though I missed the call because I was at work earlier.

2. I just saw that Ysa, my director, also tried to call me. This story is so fucking stupid...I physically went to the office last Wednesday to pack some groceries, and all day long I had been leaving the door slightly ajar every time I had to go out because I haven’t had my biometrics enrolled yet and I don’t hold the keys to the office (and I was the only one who requested to go there for that day).

Of course, knowing my luck, the door slipped while I was out (I had to very briefly hand a package to a courier), locking me out of the goddamn office with all my shit inside. Even worse, I had a meeting going on with a client – I had speaking parts assigned to me, and I got locked out like 30 seconds before my part would start. I’m guessing Ysa called me during the time I disappeared but I obviously couldn’t have answered the phone. It was infuriating, especially since my manager had to cover for my slides which she didn’t practice for.

I’ll no longer get into how I managed to get back inside since it’s another embarrassing and complicated story altogether, but suffice it to say I was really upset about the whole thing and I still feel uneasy imagining how that meeting could’ve gone down with my disappearance.

3. A courier. They usually call when they’re already arrived where you are, so that they know where exactly to meet up with you.

Three Days You Look Forward To Each Year:

1. My birthday, because it’s kinda cool turning into a different age.

2. Whenever Wrestlemania is scheduled, which is usually late March or early April.

3. ...I don’t have any either favorite days/dates.

Three Jobs You've Had:

1. PR associate.

2. That’s my first job. I’ve had two internships before that, and they were both at PR agencies.

3. -

Three Bands/Singers You Love:

1. Paramore

2. Beyoncé

3. The Japanese House

Three People You've Talked To Today:

1. It’s exactly 7 AM. I could’ve talked to my parents when they headed downstairs earlier but I pretended I was still asleep on the couch so that they couldn’t, hahaha. They’ve since gone out to jog. I don’t think I’ve said a word at all yet this morning, actually.

2. -

3. -

Three Things You Could Grab From Where You're Sitting:

1. My phone.

2. The other end of this table.

3. My vape pen.

The Last Three Things You've Had to Drink:

1. I most recently had a glass of water after I finished my bag of salted egg chips.

2. I finished off the last of my coffee.

3. I also drank soju last night as an impromptu thing because I saw that I still had a peach-flavored one (my favorite) in the fridge.

Three People You Can Always Count On:

1. Angela.

2. Andi.

3. I’m also gonna name Pia even though we aren’t the closest. Girl has been crazy supportive over the last few months.

Three Places You Want to Go:

1. That I haven’t been to yet? Seoul in South Korea.

2. Thailand.

3. Morocco.

The Last Three Places You've Gone:

1. Other than places in the house – the local coffee shop inside my village.

2. The office.

3. The Starbucks beside the office. I had arrived a bit early so I had some time to walk over there and order something.

The Last Three Non-Relatives You've Hung Out With:

1. Angela.

2. Hans.

3. We were 8 in the group the last time we went out lol. But aside from the above, Pia (a different one) was the one who made the most effort to talk to me as well.

Three People To Be Stranded On A Desert Island With:

1. Angela.

2. Kate.

3. Not sure. Maybe Al for some comic relief while we try to survive there?

Three Smells You Love:

1. Cookies being baked.

2. A hotel room.

3. Seafood.

Three People You Look Up To:

1. Angela’s mom.

2. Andi.

3. My manager, Bea. Well she just got promoted, so I guess I’ll call her my director now, hahaha.

Three Places You've Lived:

1. The duplex where I mostly grew up, just a village away from my current one. I got to experience living in either house, as well.

2. Tondo, Manila. With my dad’s family.

3. Sampaloc, Manila. My parents briefly had an apartment and I was there for like a few months as a newborn.

Three Good Teachers You've Had:

1. My music teacher for the entirety of high school.

2. My professor in international relations.

3. My professor in my social history and history of Filipino women electives.

Three Things You're Good At:

1. I gotta say I’m great at parking, hahaha. Backward parking, parallel parking, you name it.

2. Going through my to-do list and finishing off every task by the end of the day.

3. Reflexes, or reacting/responding immediately, especially in games.

The Last Three People You've Kissed:

1. Gabie.

2. -

3. -

The Last Three People You've Dated:

1. Gabie.

2. -

3. -

Three People With Whom You've Shared a Secret:

1. Andi.

2. JM.

3. Jo was the first person I informed about my breakup, and I didn’t even reveal it publicly until like three months after. I didn’t expect to confide in her especially since we aren’t the closest, but I think I was just desperate to tell someone then to finally acknowledge reality.

Three Irresponsible Things You've Done:

1. Vape.

2. Road rage.

3. Leave my laptop in a classroom as I left to go to another class, in another building.

Three Movies You Love:

1. Two for the Road.

2. Revolutionary Road.

3. Room.

The Last Three People You've Gone to the Movies With:

1. Angela.

2. Leigh.

3. Gabie.

The Last Three People You've Ridden in a Car With:

1. Laurice.

2. Kuya Toby.

3. Lui.

Three Facts About Your #1:

1. Can I name my best friends instead? Angela is in her final year of college taking up architecture.

2. She has two shih tzus, Hailey and Kennedy.

3. Her mom is a pediatrician and has her own clinic in their home.

Three Places You've Gone With Your #2:

1. I haven’t been too adventurous with Andi...most recently we’ve gone to a Korean barbecue joint for a one-on-one catch up date.

2. TK.

3. Rita’s house.

Three Things You've Done With Your #3:

1. Kate works for the government.

2. Last time I talked to her, she’s still set on retake a law school exam after not getting admitted to her campus of choice last year.

3. She had a bad habit of dating orgmates.

Three Things You Have in Common With Your #4:

1. Laurice is great at debate.

2. She lives in the south, so I don’t get to see her a lot.

3. She has a cute habit of calling many of our friends by their respective honorifics, even though they’re the same age or even when she’s literally older than some of them.

Three Things That Annoy You:

1. Making the effort to go to a store and seeing they’re closed for the day, even though they didn’t indicate it in their social media accounts.

2. Offices of government agencies and their ever-grumpy staff.

3. Filipinos’ tendency to turn 3 lanes into 6 during a traffic jam.

Three Things That Attract You To The Opposite Sex:

1. Asexual. Pass.

2. - 

3. - 

Three Material Items You'd Save If You're House Was On Fire:

1. My laptop, since all my work files and a whole ton of memories are in here.

2. My phone, so I can update family and friends.

3. My glasses. Realistically, I wouldn’t care about any of these and would jump up to grab my dogs instead.

Three Careers You've Considered:

1. Journalist.

2. Lawyer.

3. Historian.

Three Things You Wish You Knew About Your Future:

1. Whether marriage or kids will be part of mine.

2. When I’m dying, and what from.

3. Where I’ll end up living, and what kind of housing.

The Last Three Songs You Listened To:

1. Wait On - Hayley Williams

2. Good Grief - Hayley Williams

3. Over Those Hills - Hayley Williams. Stream Flowers for Vases, friends.

Three Things You Consider Lucky:

1. I don’t believe in lucky charms.

2. - 

3. - 

Three T.V. Show Characters You Wish Were Real:

1. Mr. Peanutbutter from BoJack Horseman.

2. Chandler Bing from Friends.

3. Glenn Rhee from The Walking Dead.

Three Issues You Have Strong Opinions On:

1. Racial equality. 

2. Gender equality.

3. Abortion rights.

Three Things You Wish You Could Change About Yourself:

1. That I wasn’t so clumsy at work.

2. That I wasn’t too selfless all the time to just about anyone.

3. That I had a better hold of my finances and keep spending just because I’m still within budget, heheh.

Three People From Your Past You Wish You Could Spend a Day With:

1. My grandpa, who passed away before I could properly grow up and shoot the shit with him over some beer.

2. Nacho.

3. Sofie, so we can properly catch up, just the two of us.

Three Famous People You'd Like to Meet:

1. Beyoncé.

2. Hayley Williams.

3. Leni Robredo.

Three Things You Are Wearing:

1. A t-shirt.

2. A pair of shorts.

3. Underwear.

The Last Three Places You Went That Were More Than 2 Hours Away:

1. Tagaytay.

2. My dad’s family’s home in Laguna.

3. Those are the only places we’ve been to where we had to travel for a while.

The Last Three Reasons You Went to the Hospital:

1. Blood and urine test for my ~mystery illness~ last year.

2. I had to be confined for a couple of days because of low platelet count.

3. ...I was born. I haven’t made many trips to the hospital. 

Three Things You Are Addicted To:

1. I’ve never felt comfortable using the term addicted because it’s an actual condition...but if you mean to ask for what I’m hooked to at the moment, I’d go with coffee.

2. And salted egg chips. I literally bought five bags of chips yesterday and I’m already finished with my third.

3. Anything Korean, tbh. Korean food, shows, music, etc...the Korean Wave is very strong over here and I’ve finally been reeled all the way in.

Three Favorite Colors:

1. Baby pink or pastel pink.

2. Mustard yellow.

3. Maroon.

Three Things You Will Do Now That This Is Over:

1. Find another one to take for later.

2. Finish my breakfast, and maybe heat up some leftover pasta because I’m still hungry.

3. Maybe get my embroidering template so I can make some progress today.